Yin Yijie became more and more relieved, nodded with satisfaction, and explained: "Normally, Shushu and I are not here, so I let the driver pick you up. If I don't bring you food at noon, I can go out and eat something good by myself, okay?"
I listened quietly.
Yin Yijie's patience was really good, and he continued to give instructions: "I see that your classmates are also wearing red and green, and they are comfortable. I have bought some clothes for you. Don't wear these in the future. People rely on clothes, and there are many snobbery in the world. Look,
It’s easy to bully you if you don’t dress well. If you like something, just buy more to look like a girl.”
I nodded. Although I am still me in everything I wear, coming here dressed like this is indeed too different.
Although I didn't care, I knew that the parking attendant at the door, the lobby manager, and the waiter in the operation room all had strange expressions in their eyes. Mr. Yin was accompanying a girl in washed-out white student clothes, and he refused to be told by the lobby manager.
Young Master Yu is a rare sight for everyone.[
Fortunately, I have been a monster for a long time. Just like the monkey grandson in the zoo, I get used to it after being looked at a few times.
In the constant silence, I didn't worry, I held the juice he poured for me and drank it slowly.
Yin Yijie occasionally looked at the phone, frowned, took a puff of cigarette, and spit it out, obviously absent-minded.
I'm a little surprised that when Yin Yijie comes here, it's just like going home, he doesn't even have to order food.
Regular customer? Probably.
Things only happen when you have nothing to do. At this moment, I regretted not bringing my schoolbag. There seemed to be a game on my phone, but I didn’t dare to play it.
By the way, I took out my mobile phone and put it in front of him. Suddenly I felt a little lack of confidence and boldly said: "This mobile phone is for me."
Yin Yijie put out the cigarette butt, took my hand, put the phone in my palm, and gently let go, looked at me and shook his head: "Keren, I am your guardian. Emotionally, I am a stranger. Legally, and
Your parents and relatives are pretty much the same, so don’t be too different."
There was a little bit of displeasure on my face, mixed with some concern, so I had to take it back.
In fact, I don’t quite know what parents should do. My parents have never cared about me, but they must be speaking from the definition of parents themselves.
It's just a thing, okay, I'll keep it first.
Seeing the four waiters pushing the dining cart in to serve the food, I had been frightened for the past two days, but it seemed that I no longer needed to be surprised.